02-04-2021, 07:38 PM
[align=left]there's a chip on my shoulder *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Moth remembered when Beck had gone through things similar, remembered when he replayed the memory of his death over and over again. It usually was kept in his head, flashbacks of the ordeal, but at times things trickled out into the outside world, and that was when things got really bad. Lashing out wasn't out of the question when times got tough, physically and mentally, and it usually lasted for a while, at times lasting for days where he would go into hiding in his boat house and not allow anyone to see him. She could only hope now that wherever he was he was doing better than he had been while he had been in Tanglewood, hoped that he and Selby were alright.
The sound of coughing is what brought the reaper over to the scene. If she had known that it was something that Arrow was embarrassed about, she would have left, would have gathered those there to leave Arrow to herself so that she could be as comfortable as possible. "Is there any way to make you more comfortable Arrow? I know going through it is hard." Moth had died a death that wasn't the prettiest, but she hadn't come back as a ghost, didn't know what it was like exactly, but she could only imagine, spending her time as a soul in the body of another had been an awful experience for her, especially with the fighting of the others that had been in the same body. "I know it might not be much that we can do, but I'd like to help in whatever way possible." She knew medicine couldn't solve this, but she could only wish that it was something as simple as that.
The sound of coughing is what brought the reaper over to the scene. If she had known that it was something that Arrow was embarrassed about, she would have left, would have gathered those there to leave Arrow to herself so that she could be as comfortable as possible. "Is there any way to make you more comfortable Arrow? I know going through it is hard." Moth had died a death that wasn't the prettiest, but she hadn't come back as a ghost, didn't know what it was like exactly, but she could only imagine, spending her time as a soul in the body of another had been an awful experience for her, especially with the fighting of the others that had been in the same body. "I know it might not be much that we can do, but I'd like to help in whatever way possible." She knew medicine couldn't solve this, but she could only wish that it was something as simple as that.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* and it's big as a boulder